40 And Loving It
By Crossmanx at crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - Comments and ideas welcome
Alison's life is never dull, especially when she has something new to try out!

Inspired by and for Viv - A follow on from, Life begins at 40, Life carries on
at 40 & Enjoying Life at 40 - Reader may wish to read these before hand

40 And Loving It

Alison had once been a mild mannered and very under trodden woman, but now she
had, with a bit of help, take charge of her life, and changed it, for the
better. At work Alison had gained promotion, once just a lowly secretary who
no one ever noticed, not even her husband, but now she was a company head of
department. And she had taken the same forceful approach at work as she had
taken with the rest of her life ... ... WHACK! The man fell against the wall
under the force of the boot that had come round hard and thundered into his
face, he had no idea how many kicks, punches and throws he had taken during
his 'appraisal' meeting but did know that he couldn't take much more of this
THUD!

He hadn't even seen that one so didn't know what she'd hit him with as he
slowly slid down the wall "Oh No You Don't!" Alison, Miss Chambers as she was
now addressed by staff members, hadn't finished her appraisal yet and the man
was in for some more career guidance from his sexy older line manager. She
grabbed the man around his throat and lifted him back to his feet, then in one
sharp movement she hauls him up and over her shoulder, those extra hours in
the gym working on her deadlifts and weights where paying off. She walked over
to the large desk and flipping the man off her shoulder, he landed in the
centre of the desk CRACK! The desk creaked as the man's body slammed into it
'one day that desk is going to break in half' she thought. Now the damaged and
hurting man lay there in more pain that he could remember in a long time.
Alison stepped closer to him "now then where was I before you so rudely
interrupted me ... ... Oh yes you performance so far ... ... " As she started
to deliver a very clam and detailed appraisal of her junior managers work
performance her hands where otherwise occupied.

Allison started to unzip the man's fly and then her hand dived in and hunted
around "your time keeping and willingness to stay on longer at work to help
other colleague is greatly ... ... "The appraisal carried on as the woman
pulled out his large and semi hard cock. "You have shown great enthusiasm to
each task given to you and ... ... " Her hand soon had the man fully hard as
she worked him and carried on with his appraisal at the same time, it was a
long and full appraisal as to the man's ability at work and her hand gave his
cock a long and full milking ... ... Until " ... and the company would like to
thank you for you loyalty and service and hopefully we will have many more
productive years together ... " With that, and with expert timing as Alison
always had, the man shot his load all over his new suit and shirt, appraisal
finished!

As the exhausted man lay there Allison garbed her favourite beige raincoat and
put it on, even though she didn't need it on, there was something about that
coat that always made her feel good. "Right ... " she address the man as if
nothing had happened " ... I'm in the mood for a bit of a work out, so whilst
I'm away ... " she looked around her office that had been messed up during the
earlier part of the man's appraisal " ... ... you can put this place back to
how it should be and be ready for me when I get back. And then we have your
physical assessment and you had better perform or else!" He knew what that
meant, if he didn't satisfy all her needs then the last hour of beatings and
milking would be nothing compared to what she would do to him!

Alison opened the door of her office, with the man still lying there and
stepped out into her secretary's area, immediately the young, busty blond
Jodie looked up. She looked up to see her boss, Alison Chambers and the
younger woman smiled, for this was a real woman a woman that Jodie had come to
not only work for, but respect, desire and adore. Alison was 40 and was at the
start of her new life, she'd gone through years of a worthless marriage, 22
years, where she had brought up the kids and looked after the house, where she
had grown tired and old before her time. Until one day when the thought of
turning 40 had kicked started her into wanting do to something about her life,
and boy had she.

Now there stood the new Alison a woman who had worked on her flabby body until
now she was a tower of strength, with help from a friend she now had a toned
strong body, arms and thighs that had defined muscle, shapely abs and a
strength to her that could overpower a man. It was not only her strong body
that had changed, she was now a more confident and focused woman; she wanted
it, she took it, as most of the good looking men and women in the company had
found out! With her large breast, sexy strong body and attractive looks this
40 year old was in the best place in her life, her only reminder of the old
Alison was the raincoat. Before she turned 40 it had been an old coat that had
been a bit too big for her anyway, plain beige and nothing to it, a bit like
her. But as her body had developed and grown in strength and mass, she had
started to fill it out more and more. Until now when she put it on she could
feel it being a bit tight on her now broad strong shoulders, but she liked
that feeling and now when she wore it she even gave the coat shape, the great
shape of her.

Yes things had changed for Alison, she now walked over to the sexy young blond
secretary, grabbed her by her blouse and pulled her up so their lips met, and
Alison gave her girlfriend and long passionate kiss that quite took Jodie's
breath away. When the older woman broke it off Jodie dropped back down into
her chair "leave him in there, he knows what to do and be round mine later, I
have plans for you ... " It was the look in Alison's eyes that made Jodie
blush, she knew that look and couldn't wait for later on "will ... will you be
at your flat or at your house?" the secretary wanted to make sure she was at
the right place for her boss. "I don't know where I'll be, but make sure
you're there at 9 and don't be late." Alison liked to play the bitch every now
and again with Jodie, it kept the busty blond on her toes and that was always
good. "I'm off to the gym for the rest of the day and don't want to be
disturbed" but just as Alison was about to leave "Ohhh, please ... " That kiss
had almost made the secretary forget " ... there was a phone call ... from
your son ... " Jodie knew that would not please her boss " ... he said that a
large package had arrived at your home for you." To Jodie's surprise Alison
smiled, it was quite a strange smile that the busty young secretary didn't
know how to take or what to make of it.

A short while later and Alison makes her way into Terry's Gym, this was an out
of the way place where only the dedicated went to, she walks in with her kit
bag and made her way to the back of the gym and the private area reserved for
only the very special gym members. The next few hours are spent working on her
toned and firm body, a combination of weights, machines, exercises and
techniques are used to work her body to its maximum and that bit extra. The
beads of sweat flow down her strong body, winding their way slowly down every
nook and crevice of her physique. How lucky is the one drop of sweat that runs
down her attractive face, along her neck then heads down towards her large
breast, its runs down and just touches her erect nipple, as a good work out
does excite her so much. And as that bead of sweat touches her nipple Alison
feels it and it gives her a slight warm feeling. Then the drop of water
carries on with its voyage of discovery and rolls over that large breast,
hanging off it until it drops onto her firm stomach, only to carry on with its
journey down further into her stunning body.

Alison grabs a towel and rubs it over her, yes a good work out also has that
effect on her, she smiles as she makes her way to the water cooler, but it's
empty. No problem there's one on the other side of the gym; she heads for the
door and goes back through to the 'normal' side of the gym. Alison found the
cooler and satisfies her thirst ... ... ... with water!

But just then something garbed the woman attention, it's a voice and it's a
voice she knows well "so your looking to improve on your strength and overall
physique is that right?" Alison recognised the voice of one of the gym's
trainers but it was the next voice that really got her interested "yes that's
right I'm looking for an intense programme to build me up so I can ... ...
Well just so that I can improve myself, there's something's I need to change
in my life." The woman looked over to the voice on the other side of the gym,
there was a youngish man stood there with the trainer, and it was someone she
knew only too well, his name was Phillip and he was her son! Her good for
nothing, waste of space and worthless son Phillip, Alison had 'introduced'
Phillip to how she had changed her life around and given him a first-hand
introduction to the new Alison and how she did things. The beatings that she
had handed out to both him and his father, John, should have been enough to
convince him that she was now not to be messed with. But here he was for the
first time in his life in a gym and trying to improve himself, and she knew
why, he had grown some balls now and was trying to do something so he could
stand up to her! She was not happy, not happy at all.

Alison knew her son and knew that he was miserable with how things where now,
but that didn't bother her, she knew he would do anything to have things back
to how they were. With him doing what he wanted, his mother doing everything
to look after him and his father giving him money all the time. She knew he
was doing this so he could stand up to her, she would have laughed if it
hadn't been so pathetic. Alison had humiliated him and his father in front of
their girlfriends, she had taken John's little secret 'love nest' away from
him and made it hers as well as making her husbands and sons lives a living
misery. She'd made them her little goffers, her little servants, some might
even say her slaves, but Alison would never have said that. As far as she was
concerned she said and they did, that wasn't slavery that was just how a woman
should be with men!

She headed back to the members only area, thinking about how she could
're-educate' her son after seeing him here at the gym, should she just pound
it out him or let him think he was doing well and then beat him, taking away
all his hopes and dreams, whichever way it wasn't going to end well for
Phillip. As she thought about it and got close to the members area BANG! "What
the hell ... ... watch where you're going, don't you know ... " Alison looked
up she had hadn't been concentrating on where she was going and bumped into a
very tall looking body builder, who by the looks of it wasn't impressed.

Sven was relatively new to the gym and hadn't met any of the people who had
'special membership' so had never had the privilege of being introduced to
Alison before. He puffed up his chest to try and be intimidating as he looked
down at the woman. She was attractive and looked good in her gym boots, tight
pair of blue shorts and old crop t-shirt that just about covered her large
chest, the deep v in it gave him a good look at her cleavage and the sweat
marks around it that made her look even hotter than she already was ... ...
THUD!

Alison drove both her open hands into the man's chest, pushing him backwards
and towards the member's only door. As Sven hit the door it flung open
allowing him to fly through and into the sacred area. Alison stormed after
him, through the door that seemed to automatically slam shut as she passed
through, now it was her and this annoying man in the members only area,
together! BANG! As the door slammed shut both Phillip and the trainer looked
over to see what had made the noise "what was that" Phillip asked. "Nothing"
came the trainees reply, he'd caught sight of the door closing to the member's
only area and had been working there long enough to know you didn't ask
question about anything that happened there. Whether it was the tall black
woman, the older woman in the raincoat, the younger blond woman or anyone who
went in there, you never asked questions.

In the members only area, Sven had fallen through the door and was now on the
floor, he was shocked, not only that the woman had pushed him and he had
fallen backwards, but with the force she had used, she was either strong or
she had caught him completely unaware, must have been that he thought. The man
started to push himself back onto his feet when WHACK! The woman's gym boot
had struck him across his face, sending him rolling over the floor, then
CRACK! ARRRRRHH! Alison had jumped up and came down hard on the man's back as
he roll onto his belly, she'd driven her knee hard into him making him cry out
in pain that was easily heard by Phillip and the trainer. The trainer tried to
pass it off as just the old pipes in the building making strange noise, in
reality he had heard screams like that for there before and knew it wasn't
good.

Alison grabbed the man by his hair and pulled viciously, he cried out again
but scrambled to his feet as he tried to avoid the painful grip she had on him
THUD! WHACK! The older women drove her knee hard into the man's gut, pounding
him again and again; she had taken the man by surprise, both with her moves
and with how strong she was. With one hand on his gut, to protect and smooth
from her hits, his other hand, with clenched fist, lashed out. But the woman
easy stepped out of the way, Alison now kicked out, but this time her boot
struck his knee cap, making the man stagger and sway, then WOOOSHH! CRACK! A
powerful round house kick that sent the man flying and blood and teeth
splattering from his mouth, no one looks down on her like that, especially a
man!

With Sven hurting on the floor and with Alison just about to pounce on him the
door opens and in walks a tall and very attractive black woman, she smiles as
she sees her friend and with a fallen man on the floor, how typical. "Hi
honey, thought you might be here I have a present for you ... " just then two
tall young men walk in, both are strapping lads who obviously work out, but
most of all both are cute and good looking. "I met these two yesterday and
they wanted to know what was so special about our members only area, I told
them if they turned up today that we would show them!" Alison grind as she now
sauntered over to her friend and the two men, just then as the men were
looking around they noticed the man on the floor, it looked as if he was
trying to crawl away!

"What up with him?" the quizative blond man asked, Alison looked back at Sven
"Oh don't mind him, he won't escape ... Now lets discus what you cute guys can
handle and what you're going to do after we kick the crap out of you!" The two
men looked at each other "what did you ... " CRACK! THUD! Alison and her
friend Jasmin let loose with their first strike, the two men stumbled and
tumbled as the women stepped forward to carry on with their own unique
introduction to the private members area ... ... ... !

Later and Alison steps out of the gym shower, grabs a towel and dry's herself
off, she looked back into the shower where the exhausted blond guy was laying
on the floor, his last 'performance' had finished him off, he had no energy
left. Especially after the beating that he and his friend had received off
Jasmin and Alison and even when the two women had dragged Sven back into their
'workout session' and it was three men against two women, the men didn't stand
a chance. As Alison dressed she realise that stepping out of the shower here
often meant that there was some beaten and drained guy left collapsed in the
cubical and that made her smile. Maybe it's a tradition she could keep up! She
finished dressing and as she tied up her beige raincoat she could hear the
sound of female enjoyment for the other shower, the older woman smiled to
herself, 'that's it Jasmin you enjoy.' She left by the rear door knowing that
her friend would finish with the men, in whatever way that pleased her!

The older woman stepped out into the rear alleyway, as she looked down it and
towards the road she could see a familiar car, Jodie, her secretary had
followed her here hoping to find out whether Allisson would go to her town
flat or return to her large house on the edge of town. This made the woman
smile, knowing that her secretary would go to such lengths to find out where
she had to be at 9 that evening, so she could be Alison's little play thing.
Yes that made the woman smile, she turned and walked in the opposite direction
down the alley, it's no fun if she made it too easy for Jodie!

Towards the far end of the alleyway Alison saw a figure by a motor bike, who
was obviously having problems starting the bike and getting frustrated with
it. 'Oh how lucky was she' Alison crept up to the biker who's back was turned
to her, then THUD! She drove her fist hard into the biker's kidneys dropping
him to his knees in one easy shot, Phillip hadn't heard anything, he had been
more focused on his bike and why it wouldn't start rather than his mother
sneaking up on him. For Phillip that day, so far, hadn't been too bad, he'd
finally had enough of his mother controlling his life, even in the short time
since she had 'changed' by going to the gym, working out, tidying herself up
and becoming more confident and bossy. And he hated her for the time she had
humiliating him and his father in front of their girlfriends, beating them
both up and then, worst of all bedding him and his father's girlfriends!

Phillip had also been pissed off with the way his mother had made his father
buy that new house, away from where he knew and his friends. His father and
him just had been given only a small bedroom each at the rear of the house
whilst his mother lorded herself around as if she own it. Well in fact she did
as she'd beaten his father into signing the house over to her as soon as he
had brought it. His mother had gone too far in everything and he'd decided to
fight back, even if that meant 'fighting' back! So he'd gone to the gym, he'd
heard of Terry's Gym, but couldn't remember where from and started there
today. It had been a good start to building himself up so he could take his
mother on, the trainer had been ok, but there was that strange bit with all
those wired noises coming from behind that door, he's wondered what all that
was about. But now his immediate worry was his bike not starting, after all
his mother had given him a 7 o'clock curfew and he needed to be back for that.
He was so looking forward to bulking up and showing his mother who the boss
really was.

Then had come the sharp blow to his back and he lost control of his knees and
fell, 'what the hell was that!' THUD! Another blow to his back that made him
wince and his body jolt, he had no idea what was happening or who his attacker
was, he tried to stand back up but WHACK! A kick to the back of his legs made
Phillip wobble, lose balance and drop back to his knees, but Alison won't let
him stay there for long, she grabs her son by his long hair and yanks him
upwards, then grabs the hood of his 'hoody' and pulls it up and forward over
his head. She pulls the top down and so covers Phillips head with the hoody,
he can't see now and that loss of his sense of sight scares him.

Alison now grabs the covered Phillip and spins him around to face her, with
the hoody over his head he can't see, so didn't know what was coming his way
CRACK! A sharp backhand was driven across his face, making the youth fall back
against his bike SMACK! ARRRRHHHH! A fist now collided into his face, the
force of which makes the young man topple over his bike and onto the floor;
this amuses his mother seeing her waster of a son summersault to the ground.
Phillip falls into a large puddle from the earlier rain fall, as his hoody
draws up water he can only tell the different between the blood running from
his nose and the water from the puddle by the taste of it in his mouth.

WHACK! OOOWWW! Alison has walked around the bike and gives her fallen son a
good kick, followed by another ARRRRHH! She's pissed with him for going to the
gym, for trying to improve himself, for trying to stand up to her. She needs
to put him firmly back in his place, but an idea comes to her, 'no not here'
she has other ideas. CRACK! A really hard kick as she is really pissed with
him, then as she turns to leave she removes the keys from the bike, that will
make him panic when he realises he can't get back home for curfew. She walks
off out of the alleyway and to her parked car, leaving her scared son still on
the floor in the water and waiting for the next blow to be sent his way. She
wonders how long he will lay there, trembling in fear before he gets the
courage to pull up the hoody and look out, she smiles. At the far end of the
alleyway Jodie has watched her boss in action, the alley was dark so she
didn't see everything or see who the victim was, but the busty blond knows her
boss's ability and it sends a lustful shiver down the girls back.

Later and after negotiating her way through the traffic and out towards the
edge of town Alison pulls up outside her new home and makes her way inside.
The lights are on and there is the sound of activity from upstairs, John her
husband has been home from work for a while and is busy with the household
chores that Alison had laid down must be done. She has allowed John to still
carry on working, even though Alison's recent promotions pays well, someone
need to pay for the house and its upkeep and that is also one of John's
chores. The 40 year old, striking, strong and desirable woman, moves into the
kitchen where there's a large parcel on the table waiting for her 'Oh yes it's
here.'

Alison's attractive face lights up at the sight of this and like a child at
Christmas she rips the package open and as she unwraps it and looking inside
her smile broadens. Her hands go in and pull out a pair of deep black leather
boots, with high heels and straps and buckles on each side of the boot, they
look gorgeous and she can't wait to try them on. So she doesn't wait, off come
the old boots and on go the new, she runs her hands up and down their fine
leather as she sat there admiring them, yes these are just what she wanted,
now to try them out!

She walks around the kitchen and out into the hallway to get a feel for them
then "JOHN, DOWN HERE NOW!" His wife's command is heard clearly by the man
upstairs who is busy with the hoover and duster. John rushes down the stairs,
he looks around, 'No she's not here?' He can't see her, he looks into the
kitchen, but that's empty too, then through the equally empty dining room, as
he gets the living room he puts his head in and WHACK! A new leather black
boot shots out from around the corner and strikes the man hard in his chest,
sending him hurtling back against the solid wood dining table 'he'd better not
damage that table' Alison thinks as she step out into the doorway.

There is stood a sexy 40 years old, with her new strong, firm body and her
original beauty back on show, the woman with the attractive face, great body
and large breasts, steps forward. She's wearing tight blue jeans and her
favourite beige raincoat, even though it's indoors and not raining, but she
does like wearing it. But the thing that John notices the most is that she'
wearing new boots and that can only mean one thing; she needs to try them out!

John looks at his wife as she now saunters up to him 'Oh God!' He looks around
in panic, 'what should he do?' He thinks about making a run for it as his head
turns to look towards the doorway that leads back into the kitchen, but WHACK!
Alison is closer than he thinks and she can see what he's thinking, after
living with him for 22 years she knows her husband, she send a hard backhand
across his face that knocks the man off his feet, he stumbles, falling down
onto one knee, like father like son she thinks.

As he kneels there she unleashes her new boots for a second time SMACK! A
powerful drive into his chest, followed by THUD! As her other new boot comes
round and evens out the punishment by slamming into his back, the blow is
enough to send John flying forward and he smacks his face on the floor. The
woman looks at her fallen husband 'not bad ... and very comfortable, these
boots should do nicely.' But the woman wants to really try them out so John is
dragged up by his hair and onto his feet, she grabs her husband by his
shoulder and pulls him downwards then WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Her knee shots up
into the bent over man, driving hard into his gut, hurting and winding him,
she kicks out again, John goes hurtling into a number of the dining room chair
and they go flying as the man smashes into them.

He's dragged up again, slapped and pushed back to get the right distance from
him to her WHACK! ARRRRHHH! As her boot drives across his face the heal of the
boot scraps along his check drawing blood that flows down his face. She wasn't
fully pleased with that, so uses her other boot, one kick then another to the
other side of the man's face, until the other boot has drawn blood, now she's
pleased. Alison carried on enjoying herself, a swivel kick is followed by
another and another, she likes these boots they work well, THUD! OOOHHHH! A
boot to his gut winding the man once more and doubling him over, then SMACK!
She took a step backwards and flipped her boot up into John's bend forward
face, the man's head shots up and back taking his body with him as he
staggered backwards. But since Alison had taken control of him and his beating
had become regular his body had toughened up, which was one good thing that
she could now appreciate about her husband. He could take a good beating
without being knocked out by the first hard blow!

As he staggers and tries to gain his balance Alison spins round and CRACK! Her
boot slams into the man throwing him back against the nearby wall. With the
wall now holding him there Alison dishes out boot after boot into his body,
WHACK! CRACK! THUD! She tries out her new boots in a number of different kicks
and moves, then a few swivel kick to make sure they are truly comfortable
WOOSSHHH! CRACK! WOOOSSHHH! THUD! 'Oh yes these are nice boots!' John's
beating carries on as Alison plays with him a bit, dragging him away from the
wall so he can fall and fly around the room. The new boots flew and thundered
into the man's body, draining him of his strength and willingness to carry on,
as well as hurting and bruising his body, until it came to the point he could
take no more CRACK!

A roundhouse kick that took the man to the floor, Alison stood next to his
battered body and "say hello to my new boots" she commanded as she place one
next to his bloody face. John knew what to do, he kisses the new boot and the
smell of new leather filled his blood covered nose, then THUD! Her other boot
was driven home and sends the man into darkness and out cold. Alison was
pleased, she looked around the dining room it was quite a mess, John will have
to work hard to get this place back to how it was.

Alison goes back into the kitchen, she looks again into the package and
smiles, she checks the time, Phillip is late it's gone past his curfew time
'Oh good!' She heads up stairs for a shower and to waits for her son's return.

Later on and a very worried, hurt and panicking Phillip arrives home, he has
no idea who attacked him in the alleyway behind the gym or why and couldn't
think where the keys to his bike had gone. He tries the front door which is
surprisingly unlocked; he sneaks in knowing he's late and hoping against all
odds that he doesn't get caught. The place is quiet and seams empty, he has a
quick look round, hallway empty, kitchen empty, Phillip walks through to the
dining room and sees his father laid out cold and the room in a mess 'Oh
Shit!' A horribly cold shiver shots down Phillips spine ... ... Then "Ahhhemmm
... ... Why are you late?"

A chilling voice came from behind Phillip, he looks back into the kitchen
where there stands his mother, there was Alison, the woman smiled as she took
in her sons battered face, she had done a good job there. Phillip took in his
mother she was dressed in tight t-shirt a pair of tight blue shorts and pair
of boots, these where another pair that came out of that parcel on the kitchen
table. These where again leather, but white and longer, they came up to her
knees, the heel was larger and the toes more pointed, another pair of boots to
try out!

Alison took a step forward and Phillip took a step backwards and another, he
like his father knew what's this all means, Alison held up a set of keys, his
bike keys "missing something are you?" "You it was you!" The surprise in her
son's voice makes the woman laugh "well who else did you think it could be" he
really was stupid at times she thought. A sudden rage comes over the young man
as he goes the reach out and grab the keys off her but Alison is no fool. She
spins, turns, her leg comes up and around, spining fast, faster that Phillip
could have expected and WHACK! Her new white leather boot comes down hard
across Phillips shoulder ARRRHHH! That hurt, the son is dropped to his knee,
again, then CRACK! Another spinning move and Alison other boot now comes round
and smashes into the side of the lads head sending him to the floor and
hurting him.

As Phillip rolls around in pain, Alison kicks out, she drive the pointed toes
boots hard into her sons body, he judders and jolts with each kick that pushes
him further and further across the floor, until he's stopped by his
unconscious father body as it gets in the way. But the woman need to try out
her boots properly so she pulls the lad up, he tries to stop her by thrashing
his arms about but WHACK! Alison's harsh backhand across his face puts a stop
to his childish resistance to her.

She smacks him again and again, sending the across the room and against the
wall where his father stood, 'good just in the right place' CRACK! THUD!
Alison goes to town on her son; she tries out her boots just as he had tried
out the black boot with John WHACK! SMACK! High and low kicks are sent into
Phillips body, there are certainly no favourites in this household and
everyone get a chance to 'assist' her with braking in new boots! WALLOP!
SMASH! Kicks to the body, kicks to the face, swivel kick, round house kicks
and just plain old every day kicks, Phillip get the full treatment from his
mother. Soon his body is hurting, especial after the earlier beating he
received and he slowly starts to slide down the wall, but Alison's not having
that, with both hands she grabs onto his hair and heaves him off his feet and
away from the wall, his cries of pain fill the house, luck the neighbours are
too far away to hear.

Once up on his feet the woman steps back and CRACK! She delivers her new boot
high into his chest THUD! The other boot gets a chance to get some action,
like his father Phillip's body has toughened up, not that he has the ability
to fight back SMACK! But he can take some punishment, which is always a good
thing as far as Alison is concerned CRASH! She knocks her son around some
more, the woman has to be thorough when breaking in new boots, she mixes it up
with a few slaps and punches. The lad takes his beating, but the woman has
hurt and drained him, he begins to wobble and stagger, his legs start to
buckle under the whipping he is receiving SMACK! WALLOP! The mother lets loose
with some more kicks to fully test out her boots, and Phillips body provides
the target. She again changes from feet back to fists as she delivers blow
after harsh blow into her son, she beats him hard "you will never go back to
that gym ... ... " SMACK! " ... ... you will never go to any gym ... " SMASH!
" ... ... and you will NEVER try to stand up to ME AGAIN!" she drops her
shoulder then brings her fist up hard and fast ... ... WALLOP!

It connects with Phillips jaw sending the lad off his feet and flying, he
shots through the air leaving the dining room, through the open doorway and
then crashing into the hard flagstone flooring of the kitchen. Alison walks
through and grabs her son by his jacket and pulls him upwards, but he's out
cold 'CRAP!' Alison is disappointed she had so much more planned for Phillip
and now he's spoilt it but passing out on her WHACK! She punches him out of
frustration, just then the doorbell rings; Alison looks up at the clock 9
O'clock, that can mean only one thing, Jodie!

All is not lost, Alison now has a night with Jodie, she has broken in two
pairs of boots and Phillip will recover so she can have another 'quiet' word
with him about his attitude. Alison lets go and her thrashed son drops back
down to the floor, she goes and looks one more time into the parcel on the
table and smiles. Then goes to open the door, Jodie's jaws drops as she sees
the older woman in the long white boots, Alison grabs the busty blond and
drags her inside ... ... ... !

The next morning and Alison walks into her office at work, the man from the
previous day's appraisal is still there, waiting for her to return, just as
Alison expected him to be. He stands as the woman's enters the room, she walks
up to him, undoes her beige raincoat and lets it fall to the ground, the man's
jaws drop as he looks at his line manager

Alison is dressed in her old gym crop top, the one that just about hangs over
her large breasts, and shows off her toned, trim, strong abs, then there's a
pair of tight green shorts. But what makes the man mouth go dry is the sight
of Alison's last pair of new boots, they are long red leather boots, really
long red boots that go all the way up to her firm thighs. With high heels and
long black laces up the side that are intertwined all the way from the bottom
of the boot all the way up to the top. He swallows hard, 'God she looks so
sexy and dangerous' all at the same time, he feels his heart race as Alison
steps closer to him. "Right where did we get to on your appraisal ... ... Arrh
Yes, your physical assessment is next I believe ... ... Are you ready ... ...
?"